I've been thinking about the idea of courage lately.
Recently on dLife, they featured the incredible story of eva saxl. The author James Hirsch, who has written about eva saxl, was interviewed on the show. He said something during the interview along the lines that all people taking care of their chronic illness are living with courage every day. Which isn't a new concept to me but once reminded, has stuck with me throughout the last couple of weeks.
A few days later, while having lunch with a new friend, the subject of courage came up again, this time after I mentioned that I had lived with diabetes for over 20 years. My friend got quiet and after a moment, looked me in the eyes and said "You know, you live with courage every day. Every single day." I was surprised (and touched) to say the least. And, quite frankly, left a little speechless. Courage every day. There it was again. And yes, after a moment of reflection, I thought, I know that's true about a life with chronic illness. I certainly see it in other people's journeys with diabetes. Easily. But I forget about it in my own, because I'm just doing what it takes to get through. You know, everyday stuff, because diabetes is there to be taken care of, throughout every day. Every single day.
So what occurs to me is how the routine of what we do becomes just that, routine. In the process of doing what it takes, day in and day out, the aspect of what that means, the courage, the fortitude, the grace, can so easily get lost in the shuffle. Others might see it, but it's easy for me to forget it about myself. Even as I write these words, I feel worried about sounding prideful or arrogant. And yet there it is, the universe saying yes, it takes courage to do this. Courage. Every. Single. Day.